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"Bury me quick, you cocksuckers! I'm already ripe!"
Just a quick note to mention for all your Deadwood fans and armchair historians of the Old West that the real life Calamity Jane died of pneumonia today back in 1903. (Considerin' the situation you might want to take a fresh bottle to drink from.) Here's a photo of the real deal.
Yeah, The Prig wouldn't have lasted long in Deadwood. The language would see him drop within the first few minutes of hitting town, and every time he woke up chances are what he'd fallen in would cause him to pass out again.
heh...or around Calamity Jane for that matter. Ladylike decorum was completely lost on her. Jane could, as a former co-worker once noted about our former boss, use 'fuck' as a noun, a verb and an adjective, all in the same sentence. She was a woman before her time! One of my favorite lines of hers from DEADWOOD...
----------------------------- Calamity Jane: Maybe I will have a fuckin' drink, for sociability's sake and 'cause I'm a fuckin' drunk. Joanie Stubbs: What's your preference? Calamity Jane: That it ain't been previously swallowed.
Ah, but which will we miss the most? Al? Merrick? Jane? The ineffable Steve the Drunk? The relentlessly politically incorrectly named Nigger General? Sol? Bullock? Dan?
It's a tough choice. I'm still missing Wild Bill, and it's been two years and change. I suspect, as you say, I'll miss them all. Even Richardson. Hell, even E.B. "I am imagining the pool which spawned you. I am filling it with rocks..." Heh. Great, great stuff.
I expect that the more fully fictional a character is the more likely he or she is to fall before this is all over. It'll be interesting to see how far along they'll take the characters who survived the entire period in the final section of the second movie. Will it be a visit with the final moments of each (a la Six Feet Under's conclusion) or a still shot and a text overlay (a la Animal House) - I can't imagine he'd finish up without providing capping events for each of the characters.
I wonder how many unofficial guides to Deadwood are being worked on out there even now?
American actor and singer, Michael Dunn (born Gary Neil Miller) arrived on this date in 1934 in Shattuck, Oklahoma. When he was four, his family moved to Dearborn, Michigan. Parents Jewell and Fred championed his right to live and develop openly, as part of mainstream life, defying repeated pressures from school authorities to send him to a school for disabled children. An early reader, he was a champion speller, showed an early aptitude for the piano, and developed a lyric baritone and was given to crowd-drawing impromptu public performances even while just waiting for a bus. He ice-skated and swam in childhood, remaining a skilled swimmer throughout his life. He attended the University of Michigan at Ann Arbor, but was seriously injured on a stairwell during a "student rush" and was hospitalized for three months. Transferring to the more forgiving climate and accessible campus of the University of Miami, he seemed to excel more in extracurricular...
So much else calling out for attention, and with watchables already piled up, finding even more things to watch doesn't seem like much of a sane prospect. I'm not even fishing around for new things at the moment, as I need to get some other things done and make some attempt to round out my life a little. This week on Paramount+, the fourth season of the animated Star Trek: Lower Decks came to a satisfying end. A manic pace of in-universe nods continues to give it the Star Trekiest of Trek feels with the casual, plot-essential trivia drawn from decades of Star Trek shows, woven throughout. Also there, the contemporary Frasier series' first season hits its halfway point with episode five. I'm enjoying it, but it continues to walk a wobbly line as some of it works smoothly while other moments reek of formula, with some of each overlapping. I'd be very interested in seeing how well or not this new series works on its o...
A fairly brief nod toward t his past week's pair of additions to my library. The fourth volume (of five) of Brubaker's Captain America run, and the all-in-one collection of Peter David's run of Captain Marvel stories, following the tale of Genis-Vell, son of (Marvel's) first Captain Marvel. Each of these were series I only read once, as each was coming out, each with likely even less attention than I realized at the time. (Which I've been realizing again and again is true for entirely too much of my unfortunately distracted adult life.) The Captain America volume is 928 pages, and while I recall some of the specifics it's receded to a blur in memory. The fifth volume, wrapping up Brubaker's run with the character, will be coming out within the next month or so if memory serves. The Captain Marvel tome is 1400 pages, covering some sixty one issues, between his...
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/crumples to floor
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Calamity Jane: Maybe I will have a fuckin' drink, for sociability's sake and 'cause I'm a fuckin' drunk.
Joanie Stubbs: What's your preference?
Calamity Jane: That it ain't been previously swallowed.
As with you, I'm going to miss this cast when the show's gone.
It's a tough choice. I'm still missing Wild Bill, and it's been two years and change. I suspect, as you say, I'll miss them all. Even Richardson. Hell, even E.B. "I am imagining the pool which spawned you. I am filling it with rocks..." Heh. Great, great stuff.
I wonder how many unofficial guides to Deadwood are being worked on out there even now?